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AU~HAREM LIFE OF A FISH HEAD.♤mhaxonepiecexnarutoxbleach♤AM N. NOT.♤

AmN_Not
This is a private fanfic made solely for the writer. This Fanfic is my personal project. I'm writing it because I'm invested In it, not because I'm trying to please every reader. You're free to read it, and you're just as free to leave if it's not your kind of story. There are plenty of other stories out there that might suit your taste better WARNING THIS FF CONTAINS ADULT STUFF. PRIVATE FF [ EXPERIMENTAL ] (HEROINES CROSSOVER] Solo fic.Writer-only project. System/Reincarnation/Ignorant mc/My Hero Academia/Onepiece/Naruto/Bleach/Harem/mystery/dungeons/academy/class/light smut/pov/slow paced/western musics/island/Heroines/Adventure/slice of life/little romance/clans/Monsters/ecchi/R18/Flirt/Traditions/Open-ended/Plot threads/PersonalAU/history/legends/ 〔SLICE OF LIFE,SLOW PACED〕 One Piece was created by Eiichiro Oda, Naruto was authored by Masashi Kishimoto, Bleach was created by Tite Kubo My Hero Academia (MHA) was created by Kohei Horikoshi. A young traditional fisherman kicks the bucket and gets dumped into the MHA world— To keep him from promptly croaking again, some meddlesome little girl shoves a "simple system" his way. The catch? Dude’s only got western stuff , Inuit roots, and Danish flair in his cultural toolkit—Asian anime might as well be alien scripture to him. His life’s mostly just mundane day-to-day stuff… but said little girl’s clearly playing tricks with his luck, since he’s inexplicably drawing heroines. [VERY SLOW PACED] Alternative Universe. A lot of nonsense ideas, questionable logic, and a plot that might or might not exist. Honestly, I’m not even sure this thing deserves to be called a plot. “Expect some AU twists in the personalities of the anime’s original characters, as they were tailored to fit the story.” webnovel app was a free thing to use unlike the other apps n webs ,I could just connect my AirPods and listen to the story. Hence This story was never written to satisfy any readers. webnovel platform treats everything you post as public by default, so I can't make this story private at all. In fact, I wouldn’t even strongly recommend this fan fiction. It exists mostly as something I wrote for myself, a way to pass time and explore a few ridiculous “what if” ideas. To be completely honest, this fan fiction is basically just a creative experiment. It’s not meant to be taken too seriously. It simply exists to answer a random “what if” scenario that crossed my mind. This is written in a light novel style, and the pacing is slow. Friendly reminder for anyone who fancies themselves a “critic” (*´・ω)/(;д;). If that’s not you, feel free to skip this entirely. Most importantly: I’m not interested in hearing how this story “should” be written. “This should happen.” “That should change.” “I hate this.” “I hate that.” First of all… this is my own nonsense. So instead of trying to lecture someone else about how they “should” write, why not write your own story? It’s shit, I promise I’m writing this chaos for my own reasons, not to meet someone else’s personal checklist of standards. Peace out. Why publish it? Simple. I wrote it, so I published it. Not for approval, not for views, and certainly not to babysit fragile opinions. If the first chapter made you roll your eyes, feel free to quietly leave. Don’t stick around to sprinkle bitterness and unsolicited “feedback” across my work. I’m not here to entertain essays, rants, or mental gymnastics designed to prove how wrong you think I am. If your goal is to yell, argue, or display your misunderstanding at full volume, congratulations—you’ve found the wrong stage. Automatically blocked. Feel free to shout into the void somewhere else. Freedom of expression is wonderful… especially when it shows just how little someone actually read. I publish so I can experience my own story, hear it in audio, and know it exists outside my head. That’s it. End of discussion...
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Lazy Salvation

“The boogeyman of Outer Gods, protector of Earth, humanity’s last stand—Miratheris’s son has returned.” I was drowning in sloth. The color of life had drained from my eyes, leaving only shades of grey. Doing anything felt like punishment. Looking for a job? A laughable idea. I did everything I could to stay disconnected from reality. Gambling. Drinking. Even suicidal stunts. Anything to escape the numbness that clawed at my mind for even a second. But everything comes at a cost. I abandoned my family. Broke the heart of the only woman who ever loved me. And wasted every damn day like it didn’t matter. I became the kind of man society throws out with the trash. But life didn’t spare me. Not even when I hit rock bottom. Deceived, shackled, and sold into another world— I spent the rest of my days as a slave. Forced to fight monsters ripped straight out of myth. At the very end, all I could do… was wish. Just one more chance. One shot to make things right. … Born a prodigy, Ashen Hart moved through life like a golden boy. What others worked for, he mastered with ease. At first, it felt like a blessing. The validation, pride, and accomplishment felt sweet. But even honey spoils when you’re drowning in it. The more success he tasted, the more hollow it all became. And when a mysterious power awakened within him, letting him see moments into the future— The world lost all color. And then all meaning… Nothing could surprise him. Nothing could move him. He spiraled. Ashen threw it all away—ambition, love, purpose— and embraced the slow death of apathy. But fate wasn’t done with him. Kidnapped by a shadowy organization and forced into a hidden war, he learned a truth: he wasn’t special. He was fodder. Cannon meat to delay the inevitable. But somewhere, buried beneath sloth and cynicism, the genius stirred. The apathy rotted away. And Ashen Hart, the failure, became Ashen Hart, the wretched. The unkillable. From a discarded pawn to the final hope of mankind. And when it was over—when even the gods had fallen— he was left alone. At his dying breath, the Earth’s spirit, Miratheris, answered his plea. She rewound time, giving him one last shot. But not without a price. She kept his memories intact… and delayed their return just enough so his younger self could bear the weight. Ashen’s second life begins now— and the monsters, both within and beyond, are about to learn what regret truly feels like. ═══⟲══════⟲══════⟲═══ All chapters are unlocked.
Hushfire · 1m Views

Divine Milking System

When the Fracture tore open gates across America, the awakened became humanity's new aristocracy. They cleared dungeons, leveled up, and built platinum-tier empires while the rest of the world watched from the sidelines. Jace Monroe wasn't watching, he was dying. Transmigrated into the body of an overweight lottery winner at San Nicolas Academy, he woke up with 72 hours to live and a system that made one thing very clear: survival wasn't about combat skills or mana capacity. It was about milking awakened women for their essence. The Divine Milking System doesn't care about his rank, his reputation, or the fact that everyone at the academy sees him as a "Scratch-Off" destined to wash out. It only cares about one metric: how many women he can convince to trust him, bond with him, and let him extract their power. Every cup of essence extends his lifespan. Every ability he steals starts at the lowest rank but scales with points. And every woman who becomes his "Cow" brings him one step closer to surviving in a world designed to chew him up and spit him out. But San Nicolas Academy is a social warzone where guild heirs, international prodigies, and ruthless competitors will do anything to climb the ranks. And Jace? He's got 270 pounds, zero combat experience, and a system that demands he seduce his way to the top. To survive the academy, he'll need to master more than dungeon tactics and mana theory. He'll need to build a harem, steal their powers, and prove that even the biggest underdog can milk the system for everything it's worth. === Additional Tags: #Netori | #No NTR | #No Yuri | #Shameless MC | #Academy | #Transmigration | #Ability Steal | #Comedy | #Adult | #Yandere | #Milking
JudeTraore · 2.4m Views

The Forgotten Son of Ice

Eiren, an eighteen-year-old young man, has lived for a year with Roderic and Liana’s family, who adopted him after finding him on the brink of death—scarred, memoryless, and carrying wounds no one could explain. To them, he is another son; to the village, a reserved boy hiding an unknown past. But the fragments that surface in his dreams tell a different story: muffled screams beneath the rain, a desperate hand holding him before letting him fall, snow-laden forests filled with enemies, steel clashing against steel, and a mission shattered by betrayal. In that forgotten past, Eiren had already wielded weapons and unleashed magic, burdened by a destiny that will haunt him no matter how much he tries to deny it. His recent magical awakening—a power of ice born in a moment of desperation—not only reveals that his former life may have been far different, but also draws dangerous eyes. Adventurers, nobles, and hidden enemies will soon turn their gaze upon him. Now, torn between the warm love of his new family and the shadows of what he once was, Eiren must face the question that torments him: Can a young man without memories forge a future of his own, or will the echo of his past life drag him back into the fate he tried to escape? *** Eiren, un joven de dieciocho años, vive desde hace un año con la familia de Roderic y Liana, quienes lo adoptaron tras hallarlo al borde de la muerte, sin recuerdos y marcado por cicatrices imposibles de explicar. Para ellos, es un hijo más; para el pueblo, un muchacho reservado que oculta un pasado desconocido. Pero los fragmentos que emergen en sus sueños cuentan otra historia: gritos ahogados bajo la lluvia, una mano desesperada que lo sujetaba antes de dejarlo caer, bosques nevados repletos de enemigos, acero chocando contra acero, y una misión rota por la traición. En ese pasado olvidado, Eiren ya había blandido armas y desatado magia, cargando con un destino que lo perseguirá aunque intente negarlo. Su reciente despertar mágico —un poder de hielo que surgió en un momento de desesperación— no solo revela que su vida anterior pudo haber sido muy distinta, sino que también atrae miradas peligrosas. Aventureros, nobles y enemigos ocultos pronto pondrán sus ojos sobre él. Ahora, dividido entre el amor cálido de su nueva familia y las sombras de lo que alguna vez fue, Eiren deberá enfrentar la pregunta que lo atormenta: ¿puede un joven sin memoria forjar un futuro propio, o el eco de su vida pasada lo arrastrará hacia el destino del que intentó escapar?
DarkLeaves · 103.6k Views